Give my sight to a man
who has never seen a sunrise,
a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman.
Give my heart to a person whose own heart
has caused nothing
but endless days of pain.
Give my blood to the teen-ager
who has been pulled from the wreckage of his car,
so that he might live
to see his grand-children play.
Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine
to exist from week to week.
Take my bones, every muscle,
every fiber and nerve in my body,
and find a way to make a crippled child walk.
Explore every corner of my brain.
Take my cells, if necessary,
and let them grow so that someday
a speechless boy will shout
at the crack of a bat
and a deaf girl will hear the sound
of rain against her windows.
Burn what is left of me and scatter
the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.
If you must bury something,
let it be my faults,
my weaknesses,
and all my prejudice
against my fellow man.
Give my sins to the devil.
Give my soul to God.
If, by chance, you wish to remember me,
do it with a kind deed or word
to someone who needs you.
If you do all I have asked,
I will live forever.
Written By Robert Test
